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From
chapter eight...

"I'm terribly sorry for your
loss Casey," he said hugging her.

"Thank you Andy, but he died
like his father did. I just wish I'd fought to keep him when Ed and I divorced
years ago."

"Don't blame yourself for
what Ed did to Clay. Also Clay was old enough to know right from wrong. I
have some special to tell you, if you're ready for some good news," he said
with a slight grin.

"God yes, I could use some
right now!" Casey exclaimed.

"Michael and I are going to
be hired as detectives and we'll be working with you by next week Hun," he
announced.

"Oh Andy that is good news,"
she said hugging him. "Listen, I need to go and get some things done Andy, you
know.... funerals. Congratulations for your job," she said.

She walked away and headed to
the stairwell. She went down the stairs to the basement and sat on the bottom
stair. She pulled out her service revolver and put it to her head...

Chapter
Nine...

Casey sat there holding the
gun to her head as the tears ran down her face.

"I'm so sorry Clay for
letting you down son," she sobbed. "If I'd been the mother I should have been to
you, you might still be here and be a different person."

"You can't say that Casey,"
Beverly said coming down the stairs behind her. "Put the gun down sweetheart
and let's talk about this."

She lowered her gun to her
lap and Beverly hugged her partner. Casey cried uncontrollably as Beverly held
her. Beverly removed the gun from Casey's lap and helped her stand up.

"Come on baby girl, let's
take you home," Beverly said.

She took Casey out through
the service exit and to their car.

"I'm taking you home and
giving you some TLC princess."

******

Andy and Michael rejoined the
guys at their apartment and shared the news of the job offer with the boys.

"Dad that's fantastic,"
Andrew said. "You love doing real police work instead of that hick shit you
did for years in South Hero."

"Are you going to resign from
the Springfield department dad?" Shane asked.

"I did already before I left
Shane. I'm going to be working again with my old partner here."

"Great! You and I
twenty-four seven," Andy exclaimed.

"Yeah ain't it great babe."

"I guess so, as long as you
behave yourself," Andy said.

"Well I don't know about you
babe but this boy is tired and needs a hot shower," Michael said.

"That's code for he's horny
and wants sex Andy," Shane said grinning.

"I remember his code son,
besides I could use a shower too. That's code for I don't think so," he said
as he winked at Shane.

"Well we'll see who wins this
one won't we lover," Michael said smiling at Andy.

"Yeah we'll see alright,"
Andy smirked.

They said their goodbyes to
the boys and left for home. Michael turned on his cell phone to check his
messages and saw a message from Trevor.

"Oh fuck, what does he want
now," he said aloud.

"What is it babe?"

"Trev left me a message
again."

He dialed his voice mail and
entered his code. The voice mail operator told him he had one new message. He
listened to Trevor's message and hit seven to delete it.

"Can you believe that
fucker.... he wants to come back to me now."

"He wants to what! He can't
be serious about coming back to you! Is he really? I thought you said he had
another lover he was living with."

"He does... some male dancer or
something. I think his name is Drew or Dewy," Michael said disgustingly.
"Damn that man drives me to drink," he shouted.

"Calm down Michael, he's down
in Massachusetts and can't bother you here," Andy said.

They pulled into their
driveway and they noticed the strange car parked in it.

"Fuck! That bastard's here
Andy!" Michael said. "That's his Mazda so he must be around here somewhere."

"Why would he be up here? He
never called me or wrote me saying he was coming up for a visit."

"He's a spur of the moment
guy. He gets a thought and moves on it instantly."

"I'm not going to let you go
Michael. I gave you up years ago for Tom's sake, but I AM NOT willing to give
you up now."

"I love you Andy and I refuse
to go back with that man." Michael said firmly.

They got out of the car and
walked to the house. Andy unlocked the door, and then turned giving Michael a
passionate kiss. Michael pulled him as tightly to him as he could and kissed
him almost violently as he held him. Andy gasped for breath when they broke
their kiss. Michael brushed the hair from Andy's eyes.

"I love you babe with all my
being," Michael said.

"I love you also
sweetheart." Andy replied, grabbing tight to Michael, kissing him once more
before going in.

They walked into the house
and they can see the Trevor and Drew out on the deck. Trevor heard them in the
house and got up. He was surprised to see Michael there with Andy.

"Michael, what are you doing
up here?" he asked.

"Our son needed my help so I
came up Trev," he said snapping at him. "So I'll return the question Trev,
what are you doing up here?"

"I just felt like a little
leaf peeping and it's none of your business anymore what I do."

"Like fuck it is when you
leave a message on my cell asking me to take you back. Why would you even
imagine I'd do that when you were the one that walked out on me?"

"You did what?" Drew asked
coming into the room. "I thought we were lovers Trevor," he said.

"Oh get out there and go back
to sleep," Trevor snapped.

"The fuck I will, I want to
know what you're going to do," Drew said about to pick a fight with him.

"Calm down everyone and lets
talk this out," Andy said trying to regain some order. "Now Trevor, why
exactly did you come up here to start with?"

"I felt like a small vacation
and I wanted to see you again. I also wanted to talk to you about getting back
together with Michael. I was hoping you could help me get him back."

"You what!" he screamed. "You
might have told me this before I made a fool out of myself Andrew Butler."

"Well things were moving way
too fast and I was going to but... well Michael beat me to it. I'd say that you
have a very hot looking guy over there Trevor," Andy said pointing to Drew.

"Had is the operative word
Andy," Drew said. "As soon as I can get a ride into what you call a city, I'm
catching a bus back to Boston."

Drew stormed out of the house
with all the drama of a diva as Trevor threw his hands in the air.

"Great, now I am all alone
again," he said.

"Well you brought it on
yourself Trev," Michael said. "I'm sorry, but I love Andy and I always have."
Then he threw his arms around Andy's waist from behind.

"Ok fine, I'm taking Drew
back to Burlington. I'm going to get a room at the Sheraton in South
Burlington and leave you two love birds alone," he said as a knock came to the
door.

"Great company, just what we
need," Andy said as he went to answer the door.

He opened the door to find
Dennis standing there.

"Dennis what are you doing
here love," Andy asked looking at him with concern. "Is everything alright
with the boys?"

"Yeah they're fine babe.
They wanted me to come out and get some things for their apartment," he said
giving a more than passing glance at Trevor. "Are you going to introduce me to
the handsome one here?" he said giving him a second going over.

Trevor got all flushed at the
compliment and blushed as Andy introduced the two.

"Dennis this is Trevor
Anderson from Springfield. He's Michael's ex."

"Damn Michael why did you
ever let him go?" Dennis asked, shaking hands with Trevor, while Trevor gave
Michael a glaring glance.

"By all means Dennis take
him, he's all yours," Michael said happily.

"It's a pleasure to meet a
gentleman Dennis," Trevor said. "Besides I'm free to give myself to anyone I
wish and you seem to be someone of interest stud."

"Damn Andy, my horoscope said
I was in for a change in my love life today. I didn't know it was going to be
would be this hot."

Trevor took Dennis by the arm
and led him out the door explaining what had been going on when he arrived.
The two drove off with Drew in tow, back to Burlington. Dennis completely
forgot about picking up the things he came for, and as a matter of fact, his
own truck also.

"Well husband I think your
problems with Trevor are over. If he and Dennis hit it off, they'll make a
great couple together." Andy observed.

"I hope so... so how about that
shower sweetheart?"

"Let's hurry before someone
else comes to the door," Andy said locking the door.

******

Thom, Andrew, Shane, Danny
and Clark sat down in the house and talked about everything that has gone on in
their lives of the last week together.

"First off Shane, I deserved
that beating you gave me. And Thom I meant it when I said I was sorry for
raping you. I was wrong to out you like that in front of the guys, especially
when I was gay myself." Clark confessed.

"I accept your apology Clark,
and I'm sorry for the abuse you and your brother have had to endure. My dad can
do something about it, but only if you two are willing to get involved."

"I'll have to talk with Brad
about it first Thom, but if it were up to me... I'd say go for it."

Andrew remained quiet sitting
in between Danny's legs. Thom noticed his silence and asked him if anything
was wrong.

"Yo bro what's bothering
you?" Thom asked.

"It's something that happened
in the hospital. Clark's dad came in to check my chart one evening and thought
I was sleeping, and he lifted the sheets to see my cock."

"He did what!" Thom yelled
ready to kill.

"He looked at my cock and
then he started to fondle it. When I pretended to roll over in my sleep, he
rolled me back over very carefully. Then he went down on my cock and sucked me
until I came," Andrew said almost in tears.

"Did he know you were awake
by then?" Clark asked.

"I think so, because he made
a comment that he knew I liked it and that he'd be back later. He left right
after that and I just cried."

"Did he come back again that
night?" Thom asked.

"He came back that night and
five more times after that before I went home. He even forced me to let him
fuck me twice Thom," he said as tears formed in his eyes.

"That's all I need to hear,"
Clark said, "tell your dad to go for it, I'll testify against the bastard."

The guys all hugged Andrew as
he sobbed, telling him that things were going to be alright.

"Come on let's go tell dad
about this and let him handle it from here." Thom said.

They got into Clark's SUV and
drove out to Andy's house to tell him what had happened. Again they get there
and the house is dark and quiet. Once inside, they can
hear the sounds coming from the bedroom, and they know that their dads are
making love.

"We gotta wait for them to
finish fucking," Thom whispered to Clark. "I'm not getting yelled at again
because I stormed in on them and caught them fucking like I did the last time."

"Your dad's gay," Clark
whispered back, surprised to hear this.

"Yeah, but he's never ever
touched Andrew or me Clark."

"Damn you're lucky Thom.... I
wish my dad had just been a gay man and not a pedophile."

"I just wonder how many boys
he's done this to through the years," Shane whispered.

"I don't really know, but
there was our paper boy who's now twenty-two. He stopped delivering the paper
after my dad began chatting with him when mom wasn't home. I came home from
football practice one night and he was running from our house."

"Do you think we could ask
him if your dad ever touched him?"

"I can ask him, I see him all
the time, but he avoids me like the plague," Clark whispered.

Andy and Michael's bedroom
noises intensified and the boys knew that Michael is ready to cum.

They make faces at each other
as they imagine their dad getting fucked by Michael. It was all they could do,
not to laugh. After several minutes and an announcement from Andy that he too
was cumming, the sounds from the bedroom became quiet. Several more minutes
and the door opened, and out walked two naked men.

"Oh fuck, what are you guys
doing here?" Andy shouted turning around and pushing Michael back into the
bedroom.

"Fuck, I'm in for it again,"
Thom said.

Andy and Michael returned a
few moments later, wearing a pair of jeans each. And by the expression on his
face, Thom knows Andy wasn't happy.

"Thomas Clarence
Butler-Sullivan, how many times are you going to barge in here on
unannounced?" Andy asked in anger. He hated getting caught having sex again.

"Dad I'm sorry but I didn't
go into your room again. We sat and waited until you two were finished this
time."

"Yeah Andy we didn't hear
anything except, `Fuck babe I'm cumming' from Michael," Danny said with a
smirk, trying not to laugh.

Michael just grinned and Andy
gave him a jab in the ribs. He looked at the boys, but his anger was quickly
washed away.

"Ok enough, so what is it
you boys want that couldn't wait until tomorrow?" Andy asked.

The boys told Andy and
Michael about what happened to Andrew at the hospital and about the possible
incident with the paperboy. Andy sat there taking notes on a pad as each one
related what he knew.

"Andrew son, did he ever hurt
you physically to make you have sex with him?"

"Well not really, he told me
that he could make it very painful for me if I didn't go along with his wishes,
and then he looked at the IV bottle. I kinda got the picture from that look."

Andy wrote that down, while
Michael paced the floor, remembering the pain and emotional agony Andrew went
through at the hands of his step-dad when he was just a boy. Andrew was about
to cry, but Danny took him in his arms and comforted him, holding off his
tears. Andy watched the calming effect Danny had on Andrew. Michael wished
his dad was still alive.

"So Clark, what's this
paperboy's name and address?" Andy asked.

"His name is Blaine Conrad,
and he lives at number seven Woodside Drive in South Burlington. I can talk to
him for you first and see if he'll come forward and testify against my dad?"

"I'd appreciate that son, but
if it's too hard for you, I can do it."

"No it's no problem sir, we
use to be good friends and then he just stopped hanging around with me."

"I can understand why Clark,
if your dad tried... or if he did molest him, he'd be afraid of coming around
you and your home." Michael observed.

Clark's phone rang and he
looks at the caller id.

"It's my brother Brad calling,"
he told them as he answered the phone.

"Clark where the hell are
you, I've been waiting here for you for hours," Brad said.

"I thought you were with
Jer," Clark said.

"I was, but he had homework
to do and guys have been knocking on your door ever since I've been back."

"Just don't answer the door
bro and I'll be back as soon as I can. I'm out at Thom's dad's house in South
Hero. We need to talk.... you and me.... about dad and prosecuting his sick
ass."

"Fuck Clark, I don't know if
I dare do that. He'll fucking kill us before he lets us testify against him on
sexual molestation charges."

"Shit Brad I never thought of
that. Stay where you are and I'll be right there to get you." Without a
`goodbye', he hung up.

"What's going on Clark?" Andy
asked noticing the worried look on his face.

"I gotta go get my bro. He's
worried dad may try to come and harm us if he realizes we might testify against
him."

"Come on son I'll take you,"
Michael said. "You both can stay here until this shit hits the fan so to
speak."

"I'm going with you," Andy
said as the three headed for the door.

"You all wait here until we
get back, do you hear me?" Andy threatened as he left.

"Yeah pops we'll wait," Thom
said giving the others a look.

Andy, Michael and Clark drove
back to the dorm, and arrived in record time. Clark took the guys upstairs to
his room and found the door slightly opened. Michael had Clark step aside and
he pulled his gun before entering the room. The lights were out, so Clark
pointed to the switch. Michael used his elbow to flip it on and the three of
them were shocked at the sight before them. The room was torn apart as if a
fight had taken place, but there's no sign of Brad.

"Brad where are you?" Clark
called out in fear. "Bro please answer me," he said almost in tears.

Andy searched under the
mattresses and the upturned beds, but there was no sign of Brad.

"I bet your dad has him,"
Michael said to Clark.

"We need to call the captain
and get on the force now, so we can proceed with this case Mike." Andy said
firmly.

"Give `em a call Andy and
tell him what's happening. Don't leave anything out. I want everything on the
table so that bastard's lawyer can't fault us for anything." Michael replied.

Andy dialed his cell phone
and got the captain on the line. He briefed him about everything and the
captain agreed to add them to the force immediately.

"I'll need you to stop by the
station and pick up badges and a service revolver Andy. I want everything by
the book on this. If we're going to hang this prick, we have to go by the
book. I want his ass and I want it on a silver platter for the grand jury."

"Yes sir, we're on our way
captain."

Andy watched Michael comfort
Clark who was crying, fearing that his brother could be dead.

"Listen Clark we're stopping
at the station to get our badges and guns. Then we're going right to your
dad's house and arrest him. If he has your brother there, we'll get him also
son."

"We'll find him son," Michael
said holding him tight.

They drove the short distance
to the police station, and the captain swore them in. He gave them their
badges and services guns before briefing them on how he wanted them to proceed.

"Can we leave Clark here with
you captain?" Andy asked, but Clark's protested.

"I'd rather you did Andy."
Andy said.

"But I'll stay out of your
way Andy, please let me go."

"No son, it could get to
dangerous and you could get hurt."

"But I know dad's hiding room
in the basement Andy. It's impossible to find the latch to get in unless you
know where to look."

"Just tell us where it is
son, we'll find it Clark." Michael said.

"No, you have to take me with
you or I won't tell."

"You would jeopardize your
brother's life because of stubbornness?" the captain asked him.

"Call it what you want, but
I'm not going to tell you."

The captain decided to let
him go to save time and against Andy's better judgment. The captain had him
fitted with a bullet proof vest to protect him and they drove out to Clark's
house. They parked just down the street from his house and waited for the
assigned back up to get into position. Once they were in position, they
proceeded towards the house.

"Clark you stay with the
patrolmen until we call you to come in," Andy commanded.

"Ok Andy I'll wait," Clark
replied.

They went up to the door and
knocked loudly, announcing that they were the police. No one answered so they
tried the door and found it unlocked. Michael opened the door and stepped
aside with his gun aimed forward.

Andy
and Michael looked inside the living room, and there on the floor was Clark's
mother. She was covered in blood and appeared to be dead. They proceeded
slowly into the room. Michael covered Andy as he felt for a pulse.

"She's dead Mike," Andy said
shaking his head. "Now we have him for murder as well."

They proceeded throughout the
house, but there's no sign of Clark's dad or Brad. They proceeded down to the
basement looking for the mystery room.

"I haven't a clue where to
find this room," Andy whispered to Michael. "We need to bring Clark in to show
us."

"I'll go and get him, will
you be all right here or do you want to come with me?" Michael asked.

"Just go.... I'm fine babe."

Once outside, Michael told
Clark that his mother was dead and that her body was lying on the living room
floor. He brought Clark in, but shielded him from seeing his mother's body on
the floor. Once downstairs, Clark led them over to the room.

"The latch is hard to find
because it's behind the oil tank. It looks like an ordinary pipe, but it lifts
up to release that shelf unit over there to open that concealed door."

Andy looked behind the tank
and saw the pipe Clark was referring to.

"Clark get behind me and stay
down until we determine it's safe to enter." Andy warned.

Andy lifted the pipe and the
tall shelf unit popped open slightly. Michael was aiming his gun at the shelf
unit as Andy pulled it open. The room was dark and Andy shone his flashlight
into the room. There on the bed was the naked body of Bradley, tied hand and
foot to the bed.

Bradley's eyes were wide open
and his mouth was taped shut. Andy sensed the danger from the way Bradley was
looking at the corner of the room. He steps back slightly and motioned to
Michael that Clark's dad was in the corner out of sight, by pointing toward the
direction Brad had indicated. Michael pushed Clark back out into the basement
and inadvertently closed the door sealing Andy inside.